Come downstairs
I'll put flowers in your hair
Won't you forgive me now?
Won't you forgive me now?
Won't you forgive me now baby, oh won't you forgive me now?
Some days are like woolen gloves
They feel warm, but you can't touch things properly
Can't hold onto glass
Can't hold on to rocks
Can't hold onto love
While wearing woolen gloves
Won't you forgive me now?
Won't you forgive me now?
Won't you forgive me now baby, oh won't you forgive me now?
If I lived here I would swim everyday
My skin would turn darker
And I'd have babies
And they'd drink all my milk
But I live in New York
With my woolen gloves
Falling in and out
Of my woolen loves
Won't you forgive me now?
So won't you forgive me now?
Won't you forgive me now baby, oh won't you forgive me now?
Won't you forgive me now?